Masquerading

Could we wander the city Let the days Slip away All this space It just feels on loan I've lost all perspective Steering through but my grip is loose I swear You can feel it No direction to get me through I know you will feel it It's getting to me I try so hard to deliver Now I can't count my mistakes And my back's been breaking Bet it all looks so pretty far away In a blaze Hesitation all on your own I know you can feel it I can't wash it away There's no winner It's getting to me I try so hard to deliver Now I can't count my mistakes And my backs been breaking It's getting to me I tried and failed to deliver Now I can't count my mistakes I've been masquerading --- Masquerading - Cults